Up and down
I listen to the sound
and find the door
that awaits the song
Monday, November 07, 2005
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
For a Friend
I don't know how to start
this poem I write
so I'll just get started with
'I hope you're alright'
I know the great pain
the sorrows and emptiness
that you feel in your heart
of sadness and lonelyness
fthat won't ever depart.
for I once lived as you
until I had
hardened my heart
I made my heart cold
myself callous,
my skin thick
now all my feelings
are as a brick
I would tell you to do this
(it might make you sick)
but how does the sun
not shine like a star.
So I say this to you
to give you some hope
"A friend is near
who will help you to hope"
I will have a shoulder to cry on
an ear to listen
I will be here for you
when you will be missing
A flower must grow
through storms and showers
and the next spring day
it show a beautiful flower
for it came through the storm
and lightning and thunder
to become and appear
that beautiful flower
So take heart and rest
and lift up your sorrows
to the one who will take them
and give joy for tomorrow
I sit here now,
to finish this song
and say to you, ever
if you fell like crying
or are as mad as can be
just don't forget
I will always be free
to help you through.
this poem I write
so I'll just get started with
'I hope you're alright'
I know the great pain
the sorrows and emptiness
that you feel in your heart
of sadness and lonelyness
fthat won't ever depart.
for I once lived as you
until I had
hardened my heart
I made my heart cold
myself callous,
my skin thick
now all my feelings
are as a brick
I would tell you to do this
(it might make you sick)
but how does the sun
not shine like a star.
So I say this to you
to give you some hope
"A friend is near
who will help you to hope"
I will have a shoulder to cry on
an ear to listen
I will be here for you
when you will be missing
A flower must grow
through storms and showers
and the next spring day
it show a beautiful flower
for it came through the storm
and lightning and thunder
to become and appear
that beautiful flower
So take heart and rest
and lift up your sorrows
to the one who will take them
and give joy for tomorrow
I sit here now,
to finish this song
and say to you, ever
if you fell like crying
or are as mad as can be
just don't forget
I will always be free
to help you through.
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Paradise and Paradox
I love and I hate
the wonderful emotions
So why should I live
in joyous oceans
and beautiful forests
the wonderful emotions
So why should I live
in joyous oceans
and beautiful forests
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